"There's something wrong with that wine merchant."
Mallos stood beside Thales, frowning as he looked at Dagory Moss in the distance, who was raising his hands diligently and cooperatively, and was being searched strictly by Rolf, who looked unhappy.
"Hmm?" Thales replied.
"We just checked his convoy."
"result?"
"Their wheels are very clean and the goods are not many. They only have a few local temporary hires as their entourage, and the driver is also the same." Mallos looked at the wine merchant carefully. "I guess he did not come all the way to participate in the celebration as he said.
Yes, on the contrary, he has been waiting in the Emerald City for a long time, and he came here specifically to wait for you, perhaps with the instruction of someone who cares about you."
A caring person.
Thales thought of what he had seen and heard in the kingdom's secret department before.
But, I already knew it.
"You mean, he might be from Emerald City?"
"Or someone else."
Thales sighed: "I understand, Thor, thank you."
Mallos turned his head: "You still insist on seeing him?"
Thales was silent for a while, then nodded and said:
"This is the only way to find the truth."
"Well," Mallos stopped insisting when he saw this and waited for Rolf to finish searching him. "Remember, let Allende and Glover watch."
"certainly."
"But, Your Highness, since we can see that there is something wrong with him," the watchman added, "so can others."
"Yeah, I know."
Thales nodded cautiously:
"other people."
"So, your name is Moss?"
A few minutes later, Thales looked up and down at the businessman in front of him who was luxuriously dressed, fat, but with a cautious look on his face.
"Dagory Moss, my respected Highness," Dagory smiled stiffly, with an imperceptible tremor between the lines, "I am the honorary director of the Central Wine Merchants Guild, and I came to the Emerald City to participate in the Queen's Day celebration.
Who would have thought that I would be lucky enough to meet His Highness..."
When Thales looked at him, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he was coerced by Raphael in the interrogation room of the secret department.
"Your nose?"
"Ah, Your Highness, I'm sorry?"
"It looks a little crooked, like it's been broken."
Dagoli's smile faltered, but he quickly answered:
"Oh, my nose, ha, it's funny to say that I had an accident while supervising the work in the winery some time ago. At that time, I was taking out a unique wine from the cellar..."
The Secret Department of the Kingdom knew that Thales had witnessed the interrogation. They knew that the prince could recognize the guy in front of him and that he was...well, the new subordinate of the Secret Department.
But Dagori was still here, in front of him.
Thales looked at the wine merchant in front of him with wan interest.
So, the Kingdom Secret Department is sure that I will talk to him in a friendly manner and then ask about their plans?
Thales pursed his lips:
"How's the wine market going?"
"To be honest, the current situation is worrying, especially in the central collar area, so I recently developed a unique wine..."
"Is that the kind of wine you sent?"
"Hey, that's right, I want to introduce it to His Highness..."
Thales made a serious face:
"Then you should know: Prince Thales doesn't like drinking?"
Dagoli was startled and quickly apologized and said with a smile:
"Well, I've heard a little bit about this, but I guarantee that the wine will be delivered this time..."
"Not only that, I also really hate those people who try every possible means to force me to drink." Unfortunately, Thales didn't buy it and became more severe. "Among them, one is named Nunn Walton, and the other is named Charmaine.
Rumba, do you want to join them?”
Dagoli reacted and trembled:
"Your Highness..."
"You're not here to sell me your wine," Thales put away his stern expression and kept an expressionless face, "Ordinary people can't recognize my car at a glance."
"Your Highness is wrong..."
"Miranda! Jia Lun!" Thales waved his hand and stopped delaying him. "Invite Mr. Moss into a carriage, find a place where there is no one for a drive, and ask who sent him.
Come."
Going for a spin?
Dagoli froze on the spot, watching in horror as the female swordsman and the big man approached in the distance.
"Your Highness, no, I"
Thales waved his hand indifferently: "And if he doesn't want to say..."
"Just go ahead and tell him." Miranda said coldly.
Thales smiled and said:
"This is why I like you."
Glover had a cold face, stretched out his long arms, and grabbed the stunned Dagoli.
Dagoli became anxious and struggled in vain:
"But, Your Highness! I'm really here to sell wine! It's precisely because you don't like drinking that I have to overcome difficulties..."
Thales turned a deaf ear and prepared to return to his carriage.
"No, misunderstanding, I'm here... No, it's not necessary, huh, it hurts... I was wrong, Your Highness, I was wrong!"
After some disgraceful pulling, Dagoli's cry for mercy sounded:
"I'm recruiting! I'm recruiting! I'm going to tell the truth! I'm really not here to sell wine! No!"
The prince stopped.
"That's right, Your Highness, I am entrusted with this trip and have a mission to help you!"
Miranda held down Glover, who reluctantly let go of his hand. Dagory sat down on the ground, shocked.
This is too fast.
Thales turned around with a bright smile:
"See, this is much simpler."
The quality of the new offline products developed by Mi Ke is not good.
"So, who are you entrusted by, and what mission do you have?"
The poor wine merchant gasped and stood up. He wiped the sweat from his face and fell into a difficult struggle.
If he said this, some people would probably be embarrassed.
Thales looked at him with interest, wondering how long the people from the secret department could bear to show up. Then, with a livid face, he endured his anger and apologized to the prince.
If it's the red-eyed guy, that would be even better.
"Tai, His Highness Thales, I..."
Dagory was sweating profusely. He stared blankly at Thales, and then at the big man next to him who looked like a zombie, taking a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind.
He suddenly shook his robe, his eyes widened in anger, and he spoke loudly:
"As a king, why don't you hold a banquet to encourage all people to have fun together?"
"As a master, how can I refuse to be toasted in order to gain the favor of my servants?"
"How can you, in command of thousands of armies, not raise a glass of wine to comfort the soldiers who dare to die?"
ah?
Thales was stunned.
Miranda and Glover were also stunned.
The more Dagoli spoke, the more sad and angry he became, his emotions were passionate and his voice was loud.
"That's right, Your Highness Thales, it is precisely because I heard that you hate drinking and don't like what is in the cup that I have been entrusted by the earnest expectations of thousands of people, with the mission of reviving the Kingdom of Stars and Glory,
Come to the Emerald City and risk your life to do this!"
What entrustment? What mission?
Thales subconsciously looked around. Sure enough, many Star Lake guards and even many passers-by were attracted by these words and looked this way.
Oops.
Dagoli closed his eyes tightly and spoke while trembling:
"The setting sun is a lesson! Dagori Moss, a common man, dares to ask Your Highness to learn how to drink! In order to serve the princes and ministers, to return to the heart of the soldiers, to live up to the millions of people, to become a generation of wise masters, and to create a peaceful and prosperous era!"
With a tragic feeling that moved the heavens and the earth, the wine merchant fell to his knees with a plop:
"Please start with the wine I serve you!"
After the words fell, no one reacted.
Only Dagoli was lying on the ground huddled in a ball, like a huge bundle, shivering.
Mallos stood in the distance with a dark face, looking at Thales with very complicated eyes.
"Your Highness," Miranda looked at the curious and puzzled eyes around her with an ugly expression, "Are you still going for a ride?"
It was a crisp autumn day, and a cool breeze blew, which made Thales jump.
"Hel him up, be polite, everyone is watching," the prince said with a gloomy face and coughed, "I, um, um... what I said is not unreasonable. I would like to invite this gentleman to come forward and let us talk in detail.
"
The baggage on the ground shook again, then relaxed and slowly stretched:
"Thank you, thank you, thank you... Your Highness, as expected... as expected... you are indeed enlightened, wise, and wise..."
The prince's complexion became even worse.
Damn secret science.
Damn prince's ass.
"Dagory Moss, right?"
"I guess you can make a fortune by selling wine," Thales stepped forward and supported the wine merchant who was about to collapse. He became angry and said, "It's not unreasonable."
"Does Your Highness know that businessman? The one who gives advice and advice?"
D.D, who came back from the front, got on the luggage cart and pointed to Glover in the distance: the Duke of Star Lake was smiling, pacing with his hands behind his back, and was having a cordial conversation with the shivering wine merchant.
"I don't know everything."
Glover said, sitting down next to Doyle.
"Either you know it or you don't know it. What does 'incomplete knowledge' mean?"
Glover shook his head:
"I have a feeling: Although His Highness does not know him, he knows who he is in advance and knows that he is coming. He is even...looking forward to his coming."
"It's over, zombie," Doyle unscrewed a water bag, "You've been following His Highness for too long, and you've started to talk too much."
Glover didn't reply, and D.D continued to drink water.
"I'm still not used to it." Glover suddenly said.
D.D's movement of drinking water stalled.
Oh, this is really strange.
The zombie actually had no problem with me calling him that.
Also, he took the initiative to strike up a conversation?
Could it be that the drinking water in the Emerald City really has miraculous effects on the living dead, flesh and bones?
"you mean?"
"She." Glover said concisely.
Doyle followed Glover's gaze and saw: Miranda Allende was guarding not far from Thales, with her hand on the hilt of her sword, wary of the businessman named Moss.
"Oh, you mean our dear new colleague, the gentle and lovely Miranda?"
Doyle put down his water bag, deftly took out a locally purchased apple from his duffel bag, and wiped it on his clothes:
"It doesn't matter. Duke Thales said that she is a candidate for the Prince's Attendant. She is still in the inspection period. Even Lord Mallos didn't say anything. If you ask Huai Ya, the real Huai Ya, he will tell you
That girl killed everyone in Longxiao City..."
While speaking, Miranda happened to turn her head to look this way, and Glover immediately looked away.
"I'm not used to her being here," Zombie shook his head, "No matter what His Highness and the Chief said."
"You mean?"
"It's inconvenient," Glover muttered. "Whether we are resting in the same room or going to the bathroom, whether we are changing clothes and taking off our armor or bragging and spanking together, it is very strange to have her around."
"Nonsense," D.D said with a smile, "Of course you have never bragd or spanked with everyone. I later found out that it was because your level of dirty jokes was too high..."
Glover glared at him, but continued:
"Also, regarding the distribution of responsibilities in the Vanguard Wing, I don't even know what to ask her to do or who to partner with."
D.D bit into the apple nonchalantly:
"But as you said, 'She has killed people', and that girl can fight against the 'Iron Tower' and the 'Sinkhole'..."
"It has nothing to do with that," Glover glared at him: "You know what I mean!"
Doyle tossed the apple and shrugged nonchalantly:
"Okay, so what? What do you expect me to do? Kill her secretly and destroy her body?"
Glover paused after hearing the words and hesitated:
"D.D, you, you have a good relationship with His Highness, can you, can you..."
"Hey, why do you think I have a good relationship with His Highness?"
"You offended him, and he only confiscated your little stuffed bear..."
"You! Let me say it again, that is very important to me. Well, since childhood, that, refreshing, not, sleeping aid, no, keeping the house away from evil spirits, that is far more than just a little stuffed bear, okay!"
"Anyway, can you tell His Highness, just say, whether there is a girl in the vanguard wing or the guard wing, it will be very inconvenient to work. Can you persuade him to transfer her..."
"Transferred to the command wing to give you orders?"
"Um, this is Guard Officer Doyle..."
"Now do you know how to change the title? Hey, there is no way," D.D snorted while chewing, "There are also maids and peasant women in Star Lake Castle. Why haven't I seen you complaining that Aunt Valencia is 'very inconvenient'?"
Glover frowned and grabbed the apple:
"That's different!"
"What's different?" Doyle refused to show weakness and reached out to snatch the apple back.
Glover grabbed the apple again and took a bite:
“It’s different everywhere!”
D.D looked at the apple that fell into the opponent's hand and curled his lips in displeasure: "Then you go find Mallos. He is the person in charge of the overall dispatch of the Guards."
"I, I've already looked for it."
"The results of it?"
"He, the chief, said to me: 'Mind your own mind'."
"What? Take care..." Taking advantage of Glover's embarrassment, Doyle snatched the apple back again and laughed, "Hahahahahahaha."
At this moment, a voice sounded from behind:
"In fact, you don't have to worry about His Highness or Lord."
Doyle and Glover were startled, and both turned around and looked out: under the luggage cart, they saw Paul Bozdov leaning on the wheel, methodically maintaining his bow and arrows.
"Damn it, where did you come from?"
D.D shook his hand and the apple rolled off the truck, but Paul reached out to catch it.
"I've been here all this time, but you guys were too loud," Paul took a bite of the apple that fell from the sky, and unhurriedly wrapped the last strap on the bow arm, "and I think Miss Arend's hearing is normal."
Doyle glanced in Miranda's direction and lowered his head angrily.
"I understand your concerns, Pioneer Glover," Paul took another bite before throwing the apple back to D.D. "I suggest you enlighten everyone this way: you don't need to treat Ms. Allender as a colleague, but as a colleague.
Treat him as a distinguished guest of His Highness, that will make things much easier."
Glover began to think, while Doyle looked at the bitten apple with displeasure: "But she is not here to make vases. The heiress of the North is a ruthless character, and she is also a capable subordinate of the Flower of the Fortress.
, I heard a stupid guy say..."
"In fact, her political effect here is greater than its practical significance." Paul said lightly.
The three of them were silent for a while.
"Just like you, right, Master Bozdorf?"
Doyle narrowed his eyes: "By the way, did His Highness say that you would also be a candidate for a chamberlain?"
Paul's face turned cold.
"Yes," he whispered, "just like me."
Glover spoke up, interrupting the unpleasant conversation between the two:
"But she is a girl, which is different after all."
D.D shrugged:
"Isn't this just right? Who wants to see that the only one who comes to Star Lake Castle is the stinky man, Sister Valencia?"
"You're saying that it's really inappropriate to allow a girl to frequently come in and out of His Highness's house." Paul tightened the strap on his bow arm. "People will say that His Highness accepted Ms. Arende for the purpose of saying
What he is interested in is... that he is addicted to gentleness and beauty."
Doyle was silent for a while, then hummed:
"Then the question is, who are the 'people'?"
Paul made a move:
"You know what I'm talking about, Doyle, even if you're a Doyle."
D.D took a bite of the apple and smiled: "First of all, I forgive your prejudice against our family. Secondly, do you think that if His Highness doesn't do this, 'people' won't spread other words? Believe me, compared to 'making friends with the powerful,'
'To hook up with places' and 'to indulge in beauty' are more or less good words."
Paul put down his bow and looked at Miranda in the distance.
"But this is not just His Highness's business. They will criticize Ms. Allende, saying that she came to His Highness just to seduce... They will slander her, which is not good for her reputation."
"Then if you are here and say this again for 'people'," D.D shrugged, "won't it be more detrimental to her reputation?"
Paul sighed:
"I'm just worried about Your Highness, and it's also for the girl's good."
"Brother Paul, rumors don't hurt anyone," Doyle threw away the apple stem and looked at Miranda openly, "Talent does."
Miranda noticed something, and her eyes immediately swept over her like a sword.
Paul and Glover turned their heads, but Doyle grinned widely, showing his bright white teeth, and waved vigorously to Miranda.
Miranda was stunned for a moment, but she still frowned and raised her chin at him in disgust in response.
"That's natural." Paul lowered his head and carefully packed the school bow. "It's just that if a girl falls into a crowd of men, I'm afraid the Star Lake Guards will have trouble from now on."
"Ha, is she troublesome, or are we?"
Paul frowned and looked at Doyle with a slightly different look:
"As far as I know, D.D., you're just a stupid idiot?"
D.D, who was taking out the second apple, hesitated and said unhappily:
"As far as I know, are you polite?"
"You two," Glover suddenly said, "do you want to fight?"
These words silenced both of them.
"If so, there are fewer people in the bushes over there." The zombie refused to give up.
Paul shook his head. He looked at Doyle who was not to be outdone for a long time and smiled slightly:
"D.D, I'm very surprised now, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?"
After Paul finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Doyle's reaction.
"Hey, what are you talking about? I'm not stupid at all, okay!"
Looking at Paul's retreating back, D.D whispered sarcastically: "Awesome, a country bumpkin from the Western Wilderness."
On the other hand, Glover was thoughtful:
"It's no accident that that bumpkin from the Western Wilderness will become the Earl of Heroic Soul Castle and the imperial title Earl in the future."
"Thank you, thank you for your unnecessary reminder!"
"So, D.D., are you really stupid?"
"Hey, why are you so bad at zombies..."
"Call me that again..."
"Okay, I was bullied by your words. I can't kill you, nor can I spare you. Are you happy now?"
Beside the carriage, Thales waved to Mallos in the distance, indicating that it was okay, and then handed the handkerchief unhappily to the middle-aged wine merchant in front of him who was dripping with cold sweat and even half of his wig fell off.
"Thank you, I, I'm really sorry, Your Highness," Dagory leaned on the wheel with a look of panic. He took the handkerchief but didn't dare to use it, "But, but I can't... I can't... I have no choice.
…”
"Now you can tell me, what are you here to do, Wang?" Thales refrained from saying the word "Kingdom Secret Science". He warned, "Don't tell me any more nonsense."
I am looking forward to it very much."
The Kingdom's Secret Department didn't tell the whole story to this guy, or at least didn't tell him that I already knew his identity. It seems to have a reason.
not to mention……
[This operation does not require you to be the protagonist. All you need to do is serve as a third party in the Emerald City, as an unbiased weight in the center of the scale, listen, witness, and follow the trend. 】
[The rest will be done by others.]
Others...
Thinking of his beloved father's earnest teachings, Thales couldn't help but snorted secretly.
In this case, it would be better for him to do less than to do more, so he can just watch the secret show quietly.
According to past experience, we will see when you take the blame.
Especially the red-eyed bastard who got dumped by his girlfriend.
"Of course, Your Highness, of course..."
Dagory's small eyes looked at Thales with watery eyes, as if he felt a lot of grievances.
"Actually, I am, I used to work as a helper in a brewery, and then I started a business on my own. When I encountered the bloody years, I lost all my money and had no other options... Then, some investors appeared and they gave me funds.
and support, but I swear, Your Highness, I was just confused for a moment, I really didn’t know at that time..."
"Some investors?"
Dagoli's sad face looked even worse:
"For that, they need some reward from time to time, whether it's monetary or otherwise, small at first, nothing, but then, later..."
"Later on, you became dependent and found it difficult to break free. You became more and more entangled and became a tool of the Kevin Deere family." Thales continued for him. "On the surface, you are a wine merchant in the Central Territory.
But I run errands for them.”
Hearing "Kevin Deere", Dagoli trembled.
He held the prince's handkerchief as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world, and nervously observed Duke Xinghu's expression:
"I was wrong, really wrong. Your Highness, please allow me to ask for your forgiveness... I was forced and refused at first. I didn't know... I lost my mind at that time and owed a lot of debt.
I can't help it, I really don't know what they are..."
but I know.
Thales looked at the cautious Dagory with wan interest.
Not only that.
I also know who you are.
I know you worked secretly for Emerald City before.
And the secret science knows that I know.
I also know that you are now secretly running errands for the Secret Service.
And they know that I know.
Maybe you don't know.
"I know," Thales sighed and had to reassure him, "many times, we can't help ourselves."
Hearing "I can't help myself", Dagoli took a deep breath, bit his lower lip and nodded fiercely.
"Anyway," Dagory said again in fear, "a few days ago, the people from the Kevin Deere family suddenly found me secretly. They said that I was brought from the central government and that I was a wine merchant. There was a good reason.
, my identity is suitable, let me, force me to come close to you..."
"You mean," Thales frowned, "Zhan asked you to be a spy and spy on my every move?"
Hearing Zhan En's name, Dagoli shuddered again and quickly lowered his head, only holding the handkerchief high:
"I swear, Your Highness, I said no. I wanted to refuse. I still have a large family, and all of them are human lives. However, they are so arrogant and ruthless... And I, I was confused before, and they are mine.
Investors, it is really difficult for me to have any other choice but... I am guilty, I made a mistake, Your Highness, but I really..."
interesting.
Thales listened to his words and automatically ignored the other party's plea.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Because," there was a trace of hesitation and bitterness on Dagory's face. After a few seconds, he tried to force out a respectful and flattering smile, "because you are the one, Your Highness Thales! You are the heir to the Bright Star Royal Family.
He is the future king, witnessed by the setting sun, destined by God..."
Thales raised his hand to stop him from talking.
The Emerald City, or in other words, Jann Kevin Deere wanted to spy on their every move, so they sent their business informants or spies in the name of wine.
So, the Kingdom Secret Service knew this in advance, so they found Dagori in advance and took him to the interrogation room for "pre-processing"?
So the secret department had already set its sights on the Emerald City and Jann Kelvindill at that time, and started making preparations?
And now...
"I have to say, Dagory Moss, I appreciate your frankness and boldness."
Or partially honest.
Pretend to be bold.
Thales stared closely at the wine merchant in front of him.
Dagory raised his head, made sure that Duke Xinghu was not angry, and forced a smile:
"Loyalty lies, everything is for the kingdom, this is my duty, and it should be. That is, your highness, please forgive me. I was confused at the time, made mistakes, and mistrusted investors..."
"I understand, it's not your fault."
"But, but, Your Highness, Duke Zhan's side..."
"Everything is business as usual." Thales crossed his arms and said softly.
Dagoli's eyes moved:
"Ah? What do you mean?"
Thales looked at the bustling Emerald City in the distance and exhaled.
"Let's put it this way, Dagory, I don't know who you are, nor who is behind you, but after what happened before, I think you are very interesting, which is true, so I will keep you by my side.
, act as a conversation partner and tour guide, introduce me to the customs and customs of the Emerald City, and maybe take me to visit the Emerald Celebration?"
Dagori was stunned.
"Of course," he responded, "It's an honor, it's an honor and I have no choice but to do so."
"In this way, Dagory Moss, you have completed your mission. According to Zhan's instructions, you approached me in an unexpected but very clever way."
Thales looked sharply:
"So, you will naturally have the opportunity to spy on my every word, deed, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy."
Dagoli looked at the prince's appearance and shuddered subconsciously:
"In return for Duke Zhan knowing about it?"
Thales nodded:
"In return for Duke Zhan knowing what I want him to know."
Looking for an opportunity to pull him off the throne.
What if this was the game Kingdom Secret: Double Agent?
In other words, with the secret science, three sides?
So damn corny.
"Of course, Your Highness, of course, there's a clever idea," Dagory took over Thales' words with a hint of bitterness in his words, "You are indeed, well, young, mature and extremely smart."
Thales looked at Dagory Moss in front of him, feeling the reluctance in his eyes, and his eyes moved.
"You know," the prince said calmly, "if you don't want to, you don't have to do it."
Dagoli trembled when he heard this.
"Your Highness..."
Thales suddenly realized that Dagory Moss, a moderate figure, could be considered a success in the eyes of ordinary people, but between Fuxing Palace and Kongming Palace, in front of the secret department...
No, even in front of his powerless self, he was full of fear and couldn't help himself.
Thinking of this, Thales sighed:
"In this case, I'll find someone to beat you up and drive you out of the convoy. When you see Zhan, say that your mission failed and you failed to get close to me."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to you and your family. I'll just pretend I didn't hear what you said."
As for the plan arranged by the Kingdom Secret Service on this poor guy...
Go to hell.
Have you not tricked me enough for so many years?
Dagori fell silent.
"No, no, no, your highness."
But after just a few seconds, the wine merchant seemed to have figured it out.
Dagoli clenched his handkerchief and shook his head tremblingly:
"I understand, I understand, Your Highness, I am happy to dedicate myself to you, I will do it!"
Thales narrowed his eyes and looked at him:
"Even if it might, um, be detrimental to your investors?"
"Unfavorable? Why did Your Highness say this?" Dagoli forced a smile, "Didn't you gain a lot from this?"
Thales was startled, then hummed softly.
So cunning.
"I gave you the handkerchief," Duke Xinghu shook his head and said disdainfully, "You don't have to hold it anymore."
Just when Dagoli was grateful for his gratitude and put away the handkerchief given by the Duke with great care, there was a noise among the people who were queuing up to enter the city in the distance.
"I know they're here! Get out of the way, get out of the way! Don't get in my way!"
A figure rushed out of the crowd, his voice full of anger:
"Shameless and despicable coward! Where are you! Come out! Come out! Come out!"
"No, sir, sir, please think again!"
The people around him couldn't stop him and could only watch as he rushed out of the crowd.
"If there is a situation, Star Lake Guards, be on alert." Mallos' command came out.
Thales was puzzled, but Dagoli beside him changed his expression when he heard the sound.
The passers-by who were watching were in an uproar, and many people came around curiously.
I saw that figure drawing out a long sword and rushing towards everyone in Star Lake Castle under the repeated screams of the Emerald City guards.
"Enemy attack!"
The well-trained Star Lake Guards reacted very quickly. The guards quickly formed a formation and guarded the convoy tightly. Wyatt and Rolf both approached Thales, but Miranda and Glover were still ahead of them.
"Oops, this is not good. Your Highness, can you..." Dagoli panicked.
"Steady, don't forget, we are experienced." Faced with the first round of welcome given to him by the Emerald City, Thales was very calm. He pushed away Huaiya who almost wanted to put him in his arms, but firmly refused.
The "Human Shield Formation" of the four big men headed by Glover ("If you guys continue to 'protect' me like you did at the last royal banquet, I swear, I will... What ragdoll bears do you have?"
Something?").
He even stood on tiptoe, trying hard to see clearly the sword-holding figure rushing towards him:
"Who is that?"
Dagoli on the side hesitated to speak:
"Well, that's, that's the young earl of Pintor's family. His family used to be quite wealthy, and I even did business with them..."
Thales' expression changed.
It used to be quite wide.
Have done business with them.
Thales suddenly remembered what happened when Raphael interrogated Dagory in the interrogation room of the Secret Department.
Could it be...
"Dagory, you wouldn't, wouldn't you owe them a huge sum of money, causing them to go bankrupt and then run away?" Thales asked in disbelief.
Then, the fire naturally came to me?
The wine merchant was anxious and quickly waved his hands in denial.
"No, no, no, Your Highness, that's not the case, but, but I heard, just heard..."
At this moment, the figure holding the sword finally broke through the crowd and was stopped a few feet in front of the Star Lake Castle formation by several Emerald City guards.
Only then did Thales see the person coming clearly: it was a handsome young nobleman not much older than Thales, wearing a gorgeous armor ("No wonder, it's only a few steps long, and after running for so long, my grandma
They are all faster than him." D.D), who was picking his teeth after meals, made a jingling sound when he walked.
Dagori's words continued:
"I heard that when Master Pintor was very young, his father tried to arrange a marriage for him, and the candidate was said to be..."
"Tiles Bright Star!"
Thales' complexion changed.
Everyone in Xinghu Castle was also shocked at the same time.
Is this for Your Highness?
"Witness the setting sun, you barbarian who grew up on the milk of the Yankee wolf! The dandy prince who bullies others based on his last name! The lecherous bandit who does all kinds of evil! Don't even think about forcibly marrying the noble Miss Hilley!"
What?
Thales was dumbfounded.
The young Earl Pintor who was stopped was very angry and roared in a direction that he didn't know was right:
"Thank you for your surname: Canxing! You are still a prince! If you are a man, don't hide behind your subordinates and come out! On behalf of the glory of the Pintor family and the dignity of the Emerald City and the South Coast Territory, I challenge you! We
One-on-one showdown"
Boom.
With a muffled sound, Pintor fell to the ground.
The world quieted down.
It took a few seconds for the crowd of onlookers to react, and they exclaimed again and again.
Under the gaze of countless astonished eyes, the shrewd and capable first-class escort officer of the Royal Guards, Danny Doyle of Mirror River, shouldered his unsheathed long sword, and shot from behind Pintor with ease.
Appear.
"Damn it, don't you know..."
D.D was carrying the sword in one hand, eating an apple leisurely with the other, and kicked the unconscious little earl on the ground: