In the corpse tunnel, Thales and Glover looked at each other in disbelief.
Others were puzzled.
"Do you know each other?" Uncle Hauser looked suspiciously.
"They know each other!" Priest Chadwei breathed a sigh of relief.
"Your name is Wyatt?" Dorothy said curiously.
"They are all called Waiya!" Shilai looked disdainful, and her gloves reappeared on her hands.
"Yes, we know each other, and we only know each other because of the same name." Thales turned back awkwardly and raised his hand to the surrounding residents, "It's okay, it's okay, we are all old friends, it's no big deal, there is no need to watch.
…”
But his appeal was obviously limited, and no one in the tunnel listened to his call. People still surrounded the entrance and exit, looking at Glover with hostility in their eyes.
"Well, uh, Huaiya, how about you put down the knife first? You scared them," Thales cast a look at the eldest lady asking for help, but Xilai just turned his head away with contempt, "Well...
There are your companions...Sunset, what is going on?"
Thales looked at the woman in Rolf's arms in shock: covered in blood and dying.
The "ghoulies" in the tunnel were whispering.
Rolf looked at Thales in embarrassment, with pleading and guilt in his eyes.
"This is Teto, Sir Wyatt, do you remember," Glover said reluctantly, "my little...brother."
Thales reacted: "Teto? Oh, of course, Teto! But who are you holding?"
"This is, uh, this is Teto's..."
While Glover was hesitating to say "old friend" or "mom" under Rolf's angry gaze, the injured man in Rolf's arms weakly opened his eyes.
"He, is he here," she coughed painfully, "Chadvi?"
Everyone was stunned, and the tunnel became quiet.
With a surprised look on his face, Priest Chadwei pushed aside the people on his left and right and stepped forward.
"What? Who? Who is calling my name-"
Priest Chadwei's voice stopped instantly.
"S-small knife?"
He looked at the person in Rolf's arms in shock: "Why is it you?"
The seriously injured woman cheered up and forced a smile:
"Old friend, you are indeed here. I am lucky after all." She showed a weak smile, obviously trying to hold back the pain, "Well, don't call me that again, at least not today."
The whispers in the tunnel became louder.
Chadwei hurried forward.
"I don't understand. Aren't you supposed to be the boss in the capital? Why - Sunset! What happened to your hand?"
"The price of being the boss...fuck, be gentle! It hurts me so much!" Kathleen hissed in pain.
"Do you know each other?" Thales asked alertly.
"They know each other." Glover snorted coldly.
"Then her name is Wyatt, too?" Dorothy asked confused.
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
The harsh sound coming from behind forced everyone to cover their ears and turn around: Madam Gadama was grabbing a pot and ladle that was as tall as herself and banging the iron pot for cooking menacingly.
"Are you all stupid? People are like this, why don't you put her down quickly!"
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Along with the banging sound, Gadamma's roar echoed in the sewer, and his small body seemed to contain endless energy:
"Everyone else waiting here should be sent away!"
————
"That's probably what happened."
Glover sat by the stove, removing the old bloody bandage inch by inch. Except for Thales and Rolf, everyone else in the tunnel hid far away, not daring to get close to this bloody guy.
"The female boss pointed in the direction. We were in a panic and didn't know whether we were going the right way or not - why did the monster keep staring at me?"
Thales turned back:
Near another stove in the distance, Warniak touched the swelling on his head and looked at them angrily. When he saw Glover looking at him, he quickly lowered his head.
Maybe because you just knocked him out?
Thales shrugged:
"He's not a monster—how are your injuries?"
Glover's expression changed, and he pressed his armpit, as if remembering something unpleasant: "It's okay."
That's not what you look like.
Thales turned his head. Rolf in the corner saw him looking at him and made a gesture of shame:
【sorry.】
Thales shook his head and responded:
【How are you?】
Rolf couldn't help but glance in the distance and made hesitant gestures:
【yes.】
No, he's not good - Thales concluded.
"So, Rolf couldn't help but take action and saved the 'Phantom Blade' Kathleen?"
"Yes, that sheep fuck--" Glover was not angry when he heard what he said, but he stuttered mid-sentence, "Um, dumb, Rolf made a suggestion. He said that the female boss is from the Blood Bottle Gang, and she knows
Various doorways on the streets of Emerald City... And she works for Iris, so she knows a lot of inside information, which is very valuable... And we are blinded and need such resources... Oh, by the way, she may still
We know the identity of the man in black... and also, she was betrayed by one of her own people, and she may be used by us, I mean you... So, after careful discussion, we decided to act decisively. Although it was risky, but
worth."
Seeing Glover racking his brains, Thales narrowed his eyes:
"Rolf, make suggestions? Really, he has 'discussed' so much with you?"
Glover was stunned and turned around:
"About this, you know, he is actually literate."
"Oh...it turns out he can read." Thales' eyes were intriguing.
Glover was sweating profusely as he was stared at by the prince, so he quickly changed the subject:
"By the way! I didn't have time to ask just now, but why are you here? In this..."
Glover looked at the endless tunnel, smelled the disgusting smell, and finally choked the word "shit pit" in his mouth.
Strangely, the same is true in the lower city of the royal capital.
Why does your Highness like to crawl into dilapidated messes?
"It's a long story," Thales stopped dwelling on the previous topic. He looked at Slimani, who was uneasy about the stranger. "To put it simply, I'm helping people escape - this great defender."
He knew something he shouldn’t know, and for this reason, Kongming Palace wanted him to shut up.”
"Like they shut up the wine merchants and wool merchants before?"
Thales nodded.
"You should have sent someone else here," Glover hesitated for a moment, "If it is the killer in black who comes to kill everyone, then you are in danger..."
"Fortunately, he didn't come." Another person - Miss Hille Kevin Deere appeared beside them and pushed Taylor unceremoniously, forcing him to make room for her. "According to your statement, the killer
Went to shuffle the cards for the Blood Bottle Gang?"
Glover was startled. Recognizing the eldest lady, he frowned and cast a doubtful look at Thales.
"She...she was with me." Thales responded awkwardly as he moved half of his body.
Together?
Glover's eyes became even more confused.
Hilley was generous and sat down by the fire without hesitation, staring at Glover intently.
"Um, Miss, what can I do for you?" The latter looked very unnatural to her and had to turn her head away.
"Yes, do you have anything else?" Hilley asked confidently.
Grover, who didn't understand why, was stunned again.
It wasn't until Thales coughed hard that Glover realized what he was doing. He reluctantly got up and left, going to the corner to occupy Rolf's space.
"According to this information from Huai Ya..."
Hilley watched Glover walk away, and then turned to Thales: "Whether it was the wine merchant or the wool merchant who was silenced, it was the Blood Bottle Gang who came forward to clean up Zhan's tail, clean up the aftermath, and disguise it as suicide or vendetta.
."
Thales nodded:
"At the same time, the Blood Bottle Gang was severely attacked and devastated. I don't think this is a coincidence."
"I don't think so either."
"Is it the Kingdom's secret department? Just because the Blood Bottle Gang is doing Zhan's dirty work?"
Hilley pondered:
"It's possible that if the Blood Bottle Gang has too much time to take care of itself, it won't have the energy to help Kongming Palace run errands, including covering up and concealing these murders."
Thales looked at the worried Slimani:
"This is a good example: the Blood Bottle Gang was in dire straits and failed to cover up the murder of the wool merchant. Our Mr. Slimani caught the clues."
"So there is one more person that Kongming Palace wants to silence," Xi Lai sighed. "My dear brother, the basket is getting bigger and bigger."
"And me," Thales guessed, "if the Blood Bottle Gang had done everything neatly, then the deaths of Dagory and Diop might have been covered up better, and I wouldn't have been able to easily find loopholes and follow the clues.
Find Slimani, find the people who know."
Hilley nodded and continued to speculate:
"Then I guess my brother must be very unhappy. He thinks that the Blood Bottle Gang is holding back Kongming Palace - you are right, the Blood Bottle Gang is the easiest loophole to break through."
"So, on the day when your Lord is on tour, Zhan En is going to reshuffle the Blood Bottle Gang and fill in the loopholes to prevent the kingdom's secret department from continuing to take advantage of every opportunity?"
"But he didn't wash it clean," Heeley sneered lightly, "because you and your Wyas disrupted the situation, and he missed a card."
Thales nodded in agreement:
"Yes, and now, this card -"
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Chad Wei, you fucking bastard!"
A heartbreaking scream resounded throughout the tunnel, shocking the residents here to look sideways.
Thales and Hillai both stood up and looked at the other side of the tunnel in the trembling firelight:
"Phantom Blade" Kathleen was dying, covered in blood, lying on a large stone platform, with a glaring chandelier hanging above her head that was incompatible with this tunnel.
"Damn, Kathleen, I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly!"
Chad Wei was beside the stone platform. He was holding scissors and tweezers, bending down to treat the injuries on Kathleen's abdomen. He was incompatible with the sunset priest who usually idled around in the temple.
Catherine gritted her teeth and raised her head:
"Don't you have any better anesthetic?"
"Look where this is," Chad Wei straightened up, his gloves and apron covered in bright red, "Unless you follow me to the temple, where there are enough conditions to deal with your injury..."
"Yes, it can also let my enemies know where I am right away."
Katherine groaned in severe pain:
"Do you think I can't die quickly enough?"
Chad Wei looked at Kathleen on the stone platform, sighed after a moment, and bent down again: "Okay, I understand, but I have to remind you, this will be very painful."
"It's not a big deal, I used to-fuck! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
Katherine's screams were deafening, and Thales and Hilley looked at each other.
"I can't operate it like this - stop shaking the knife!" Chad Wei, wearing an apron and holding the instrument, looked anxious.
"Ahhhh--don't call me that again!"
"Someone here to help, hold her down and don't let her move!" Priest Chadwei had no other choice but to ask others for help.
Madam Gadama looked around, put down the pot that seemed too big for her, and rolled up her sleeves:
"Okay, I'll do it!"
"Come on, dear," Uncle Hauser, who was sterilizing surgical instruments by the stove, shook his head, "just because of our size?"
Madam Gadama's expression changed.
"No one's talking to you, old shorty!"
But she seemed to understand the problem, so she turned around and called: "Bobo?"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu?"
When his name was called, Bobo—this big man with a surprisingly small head— stood up excitedly from the corner where he was huddled, turned over a bucket, and plopped towards Chad Wei.
"Get that monster away from me!" screamed Kathleen, who was lying on the stone platform.
"Thank you, but you should stay there, Bobo," Chad Wei also realized that Bobo was not the best candidate, and had to raise his hands to decline under the disappointed and aggrieved eyes of the other party, "Is there no one else?"
Amidst the shaking sound of lying down, Warniak reluctantly stood up, but after just one glance, he was frightened by the blood all over the stone platform and shrank back.
"Sorry Lord Chadve, I need to pee!"
Perhaps Glover's intrusion just now was too scary. At this moment, the residents in the tunnels all hid in their respective territories. Even in the face of Chad Wei's request, no one was willing to come forward.
"Don't think about it, Chad Wei," Kathleen was exhausted from the pain, but laughed loudly, "This place is a shithole, these monsters you raised are timid and cowardly..."
Chad Wei frowned.
At this moment, Rolf struggled to stand up.
With a complex expression on his face, he limped towards the operating table and raised his hand to Chad Wei.
"Come here? Is your leg okay?"
Chadwei was a little skeptical. He looked at Thales, but still nodded:
"Very good, then it's you. Remember to talk to her more, distract her attention, and don't let her interfere with me..."
Rolf's steps suddenly froze.
What?
say something?
"Interfering with your Sunset Goddess will make her paralyzed!" Kathleen's face was twisted in pain, but she didn't forget to retaliate.
But Chadwick ignored the patient and urged Rolf:
"Don't be stunned, come here!"
But Rolf froze in place, motionless.
Glover looked at Rolf's stiff back and sighed.
Grass.
I'm in bad luck.
He pressed the wound on his chest and was about to bear the pain and stand up to volunteer, but his other hand reached out and pressed him down again.
"They are all tired," Thales said gently, "Let me do it."
Glover and Rolf were both startled.
"What a good opportunity. While she is injured and unconscious, I can press for some answers." Hilley whispered behind him, and Thales frowned in response.
"You? I have to remind you first, Mr. Tai-Huaiya," Chad Wei was stunned for a moment, holding up his hands full of blood, "This scene is not good-looking."
"I know," Thales came to the stone platform and looked at the mess above. The strong smell of blood made him frown immediately, "I have seen worse."
Okay, this scene really doesn't look good.
"Hahaha," Kathleen gasped and laughed, "I like this boy, damn!"
Glover also wants to fight for it:
"But……"
"Go and rest now, Fatty Waiya," Thales' tone left no room for doubt, "And you too, uh, Teto?"
A minute later, Thales finished cleaning, followed Chad Wei's instructions and came to the edge of the operating table, tightening the belt that bound the injured person.
There is no doubt that Kathleen's injuries are extremely serious, not to mention the missing arm. Her abdomen is almost soaked in blood, with more than a dozen small irregular wounds oozing out blood, some with blades exposed.
, and Chad Wei could only carefully cut open the clothes and try to take out the blade at the minimum cost.
"Tighten the restraints and press here. Yes, don't use too much force and it won't affect my operation... Are your hands steady? I may need you to hold the hemostatic clamp in a while..."
Chadwei concentrated on holding a blade, and while Kathleen couldn't stop trembling, he opened a little flesh and took it out.
"This stone platform is engraved with different magical prayers. It is powered by a piece of limestone to realize cleaning, disinfection, blood storage and other functions. Of course, it is a scrapped product of the temple. It is quite old and does not work well.
Good, so I may have to pray personally every once in a while to keep things running..."
"Can you please stop chatting?" Kathleen reminded them unhappily.
Chad Wei shook his head.
Thales pulled the restraints as instructed, held down Kathleen's thigh, and tried his best not to look at the bloody scene, so as not to think of the nightmare that the Blood Magician had brought to him:
"How is her injury?"
"The arm is fine," Chadwei threw a blade into the iron plate nearby, "She has rich experience in trauma, and she stopped the bleeding and disinfected it immediately..."
"Okay?" Kathleen's face was distorted.
"Sorry, except that one is missing."
Chad Uighur added sarcastically.
"But as you can see, the most troublesome part is the abdomen. The wounds are small, numerous, and dense... How did these blades get in? I just hope it's not too deep and doesn't hurt the internal organs..."
"The 'Chaos God Soldier' did it," Kathleen gritted her teeth with hatred, "Remember that Far Eastern superpower who played puppetry before? The smuggler who kidnapped women and sold them to the countryside?"
"I don't remember." Chad Wei picked up the blade with all his concentration.
"The one who scolded the old woman for being immoral in front of Turnbull and said she would put her in a cage and sink her into a river and drown her? It turns out he had friends who learned the same trade..."
"It's not surprising," Chad Wei seemed to particularly hate these things, "after all, you even have friends."
The priest began to remove a blade.
Katherine's face was distorted and she moaned in pain. Every time Chadwei's tweezers and pliers moved, she was sweating in pain, and when she needed to use the scissors...
"Ahhhhhhhhh!"
"Hold her down!" Chadwe gritted his teeth and said, "I've almost found it! Damn it, this place is deformed!"
Katherine's struggle was so strong that Thales had to use all his strength to hold her down until Chadwick took out the blade with great difficulty.
"She's in too much pain like this. Is there no extra anesthetic?"
"It's already the ultimate dose," Chadwei shook his head, took the plate sent by Hauser, and changed the tools. "Anesthetics are different from other drugs. There is only a thin line between anesthesia and murder."
"Then can we physically anesthetize...I mean, knock her out?"
When Thales thought about his journey with the Dead Crow, he felt a dull pain on the side of his neck and the back of his head.
"Come on, kid," Kathleen perked up and nodded through gritted teeth, "Do it quickly!"
"You've read too many knight novels, right? Well, I'm sorry, I'm not talking about you." Chad Wei realized that his tone was too casual and quickly stopped.
Thales shook his head to show that he didn't care.
"Coma and syncope are abnormal manifestations after brain damage. They are closely related to blood pressure and nerves and vary from person to person." Chad Wei returned to his submissive state and carefully explained, "In her current state, compared with
If she is knocked unconscious, we are more likely to kill her."
Katherine sneered:
"Nonsense, I have seen some extreme masters. They can control the force and safely knock out a person - whether it is an old man or a child."
Facing Kathleen, Chad Wei regained his energy:
"Really? Compared to the number of people these masters 'knocked out safely', has anyone counted how many people they killed or paralyzed? Besides, do we seem to have extreme masters here?"
Chad Wei finished changing the tools and started to remove a blade again.
"That's better than this uh uh uh uh ah ah ah ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Kathleen gritted her teeth and moaned.
"Talk to her," Chadwei looked at her and couldn't bear it. "You can say anything to distract her."
Thales was stunned.
I?
Thales stared at Kathleen and nodded with a complex expression.
All right.
He loosened his hand slightly and put it on Phantom Blade's shoulder:
"Hey, ma'am, look at me, your name is Kathleen, the 'Phantom Blade' of the Blood Bottle Gang, right?"
Katherine endured the pain:
"I called you daddy!"
Thales smiled politely.
It's okay to have a frustrating opening.
He can find another breakthrough.
"So, Priest Chadwe, how do you meet this boss - um, this lady?"
Chad Wei didn’t even raise his head:
"We are all orphans adopted by the temple and grew up in a relief hospital under Divine Grace."
He sighed imperceptibly:
"It's just that I stayed in it until I became a monk and then a priest. Catherine left early because of... some things."
"some things?"
Katherine laughed out loud, seeming to have forgotten a little of the pain: "You mean, bit off the nose of an old monk because he likes to 'examine the body' of girls during private confession?"
Chad Wei's face tightened.
"You should have told Sister Ilsaga instead of using violence directly..."
"Ha! Yes! Then the old godly woman will go find the girl in question!"
Katherine let out a loud sigh, and the pain made her speak faster:
"She said earnestly, 'He didn't really do anything anyway', 'It's for your own good', 'If it makes a big fuss, your reputation will be ruined', 'The scandal will affect our budget', 'The almshouse is closed, what will happen to the orphans?'
Then she whispered softly: As long as the girl changes her tone and admits that it was a misunderstanding, the old pious woman will apply to transfer the old monk and give her an unofficial quota for the selection of nuns... Uh-huh-huh!"
Katherine screamed in pain.
"Very good, this one has been taken out." With a clang, Chad Wei nodded to Thales and thanked him for his efforts. "Aunty, the dean, she is not a bad person. She, she has protected us to the best of her ability."
…”
"Protect? Haha," Catherine, who was bound to the stone platform, was sweating profusely and still laughing sarcastically, "Then the other friars in the courtyard, whether they were pretending to be stupid or not knowing the truth, were filled with indignation. 'Since
She is a slanderer, why should we transfer Brother Bomen? Why is she useful when she makes a fuss, and why is there a predetermined quota for nuns? Just because she is a girl? What will happen to bad girls who follow suit in the future and blackmail them? What will happen to innocent people? We men
What to do about the monk's innocence? Does being a man deserve to be discriminated against?'"
Chadwei concentrated on picking up the blade in Kathleen's wound, but Thales observed that his brows could not help but tremble.
"Everyone talked about it for a long time, and then the girl who slept on your upper bunk stopped crying every night." Maybe it was because of the unbearable pain, Kathleen gritted her teeth, and her eyes burned, "Because she fucking committed suicide! Damn it.
!Do you dare to make this thing hurt any more!"
Katherine arched her back, almost breaking the restraints, and Thales had to use all his strength to suppress her on the operating table.
Chadwei took a deep breath, took out another blade, and brought out the blood.
"So, Chad Wei - ah ah ah - the most effective way is not to find some grandma to report," Kathleen groaned, "but to make the old bastard pay the price directly and make him feel heartbroken, because of the pain
It’s the only language they understand—fuck!”
Another blade was pulled out of the flesh. Chadwei rested for a while and wiped his sweat with his sleeves.
"No, knife, no."
He looked at his childhood friend with regret on his face:
"Guajardo, the messenger of the setting sun, has a teaching: Pain is meaningless unless it happens to you."
Thales frowned when he heard this.
Katherine sarcastically said: "It's the same ascetic theory of 'I have to suffer to become holy' again?"
"No! Aunt Ilshaca taught us that Guajardo's words mean that we always despise and ignore the suffering and pain that happens to others."
Chadwei looked at her sadly:
"It's not just an appeal to cheap sympathy and emotion that underestimates the significance of the pain suffered by others."
"It also includes getting lost in the pleasure of revenge and punishment, and then overestimating the significance of inflicting pain on others."
Thales was slightly touched upon hearing this.
"For me, it's probably the former, and for you, Little Knife, it's probably the latter." Chad Wei sighed loudly.
Katherine was silent.
"Pocket knife."
Chadwei stood up and threw the used tools into the iron box.
"You, you really shouldn't be here."
Chadwei shook his head, looking unbearable.
Kathleen's breathing quickened.
"Shouldn't I come?" she said angrily, "If I hadn't climbed to a high position in the Blood Bottle Gang, you and your monsters wouldn't even be able to find such a miserable place!"
"But you promised!"
Chad Wei gritted his teeth and said:
"In front of the tomb of Sister Ilshagar and the Statue of the Sunset Goddess, you told me that you would never bring grudges from outside, gang conflicts and underworld vendettas into the tunnels..."
His eyes are complicated:
"But look at you now, when you appear covered in blood...you know these children, they are already suffering..."
Phantom Blade laughed.
"Are you kidding, Chad Wei, do you really think this is some kind of paradise, a holy land of deformities, a paradise for monsters? Aren't you just like me, bringing outside politics and grudges into the tunnel?"
Chad Wei was stunned:
"What?"
But Kathleen no longer paid attention to him, but looked at Thales.
"Thank you, young man."
Thales was caught off guard and could only respond with a smile: "You're welcome."
But Kathleen's next tone was a little low:
"No, I mean, thank you-uh-uh-thank you for taking him in."
"Who?" Thales frowned.
Katherine smiled, but then she groaned in pain, and the expression on her face changed back and forth.
"But do you think I won't recognize him?"
Phantom Blade coughed in pain.
"Even if he picked out his tattoos, changed his hairstyle, changed his fighting style, and even changed his name beyond recognition...well...how could I, how could I not recognize the most powerful attribute that I brought out with my own hands?
Down?"
Katherine looked weakly in another direction in the tunnel:
"Ghost in the Wind?"
What?
Thales was stunned.
He resisted looking where Catherine was looking, but he knew that was the direction of Rolf.
"Sorry, I didn't understand what you were talking about." He shook his head.
Katherine groaned in pain, then hummed and laughed.
"Boy, come on, I know you are not an ordinary person: Rolf and that bad-tempered Wyatt treat you with respect, and as for Chadwick, he just called you 'my lord'."
Thales raised his head and looked at Chad Wei, who was cleaning and changing utensils. The latter's eyebrows moved and he did not dare to raise his head.
"Okay, he doesn't want to talk to me, I understand that, but..."
After getting a short rest, Katherine sighed:
"Tell me, how has Rolf been doing these years?"
How is Rolf doing?
Thales thought of his encounter with Rolf in the prison and glanced at the Phantom Blade calmly without answering.
Katherine understood something and smiled suddenly.
"So, it's not a coincidence that Rolf and the others appeared there, right? Including that he saved my life."
She stared straight at Thales:
"It was you, or your master, who knew in advance that something was going to happen to the Blood Bottle Gang, so he sent someone to go undercover in Fogg's territory in advance. And you are waiting here, waiting for them to carry me back, who is about to die, as a chess piece -
—Tell me, who do you belong to? Or who do you want to use me against?"
Thales frowned slightly.
"The Blood Bottle Gang? The Brotherhood? A big business group? A feud? A political enemy? Kong Ming Palace? Or is it the one from the royal capital? He is overbearing and powerful. Every move he makes scares the Nan'an leaders to the point of trembling.
His Highness the Second Prince who is so overwhelmed by the Emerald City that he dare not breathe?"
Chadwei couldn't help but glance at the prince.
Thales was silent for a long time because of these words.
Arrogant and domineering.
Overwhelming power.
The leader of Nan'an was so frightened that he trembled.
The Emerald City was so overwhelmed that it didn't dare to breathe.
Well, the guy she was talking about...
Why don't I recognize him?
"No, no, no, no, maybe I want to be simple," Kathleen thought hard, her eyes solemn, "Were the recent losses and chaos of the Blood Bottle Gang also caused by you?"
All right.
It seems that there is no end to the brainstorming.
Thales could only sigh: "No."
Katherine stared at him for a long time, and finally smiled sadly:
"That's all, even if it is, it's meaningless. Just like Chad Wei said, the pain of others..."
She shook her head.
Thales looked at her with a complicated expression.
So, this is Rolf's former boss.
The people he risked his life to save.
Thales suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
"You know the man in black you met in the warehouse, right?" Thinking of this, the prince said in a deep voice, "Who is he?"
"An enemy."
"that's all?"
"if not."
"You know that Kevin Dill betrayed you, right?" Thales sighed, "You also know that they want your life?"
Lying on the stone platform, Catherine suddenly opened her eyes.
"Very good, she's in much better condition, at least she's not struggling anymore. You continue to talk to her and keep calm - what did you say?" Chad Wei, who came back with the utensils and plates, reacted and his face changed drastically, "Who, who wants to
Her life?"
"It's okay, Chad Wei," Thales smiled awkwardly, "I'm just joking."
"real?"
"Go on, Chadwick." Kathleen said coldly.
"but……"
"Do your surgery!" Kathleen roared.
Chad Wei trembled slightly, lowered his head and continued the operation.
"So, boy? You want to send me to Kongming Palace... ah... in exchange for Kevin Dill's reward?" Kathleen's eyes were provocative.
Thales looked at her.
"No, but I want to know why."
Thales' eyes were blazing: "What on earth did you do, or what did you do to mess up, so that the big shot in Kongming Palace made up his mind to replace you, even at the risk of turmoil in the Blood Bottle Gang?"
?”
Chadwei, who took out a blade, suddenly raised his head and turned pale.
Both of them glanced at him, making him continue to lower his head in fear.
Katherine smiled, as if "it's true".
"Okay, let the master behind you come to see me, and I will tell him."
Thales frowned: "My master..."
"He is a big shot, very valuable, but I have no chance to see him?" Kathleen sneered, "I guessed it, but you know, the Kevin Deere family said the same thing every time. Most of the time, I can only see him.
His stewards - until I was abandoned by them and ended up in this situation."
There was hatred in Kathleen's eyes, and her gaze was like a knife:
"Your master, no matter what kind of big shot he is, is he any different from a tricolor iris?"
Thales only felt a headache.
He fell silent, Kathleen didn't speak either, and Chad Wei, who was focused on the operation, didn't even dare to say a word.
For a moment, the only sounds around the stone platform were the sound of scissors and tweezers, mixed with groans and moans of pain from time to time.
"He didn't change his name."
Thales suddenly spoke, and Kathleen raised her head with difficulty.
"Teto is just a pseudonym, a code name, just like 'Ghost with the Wind'," Thales said with some emotion, "In fact, from the past to the present, he still has the same name."
"Midela Rolfe."
Katherine was slightly startled.
But then she sneered:
"It seems that Rolf has followed a more powerful master."
"Wrong, I am not his master, no one is." Thales said solemnly.
"That's not what it looks like." Kathleen shook her head disdainfully.
"Well, Rolf did go to Fogg's territory to inquire about information." Thales turned to Rolf's corner, who looked here with complicated eyes, "But in fact, I don't know what will happen there."
What will happen? I don’t know that you will go, let alone that you will be betrayed by your own people and completely defeated."
Katherine groaned and gritted her teeth.
"So, I didn't order him to rescue you. On the contrary, I told him to put his own safety first. As for other things, whether it's intelligence or interests, it doesn't matter."
Katherine's eyes moved.
Thales sighed:
"But he still did it, and still chose to take the risk and rush out to save you, even though Rolf knew that facing so many enemies, including the man in black, he had no chance of winning."
Katherine snorted and said nothing.
But her eyebrows are getting tighter and tighter.
"To be honest, I don't know why he did this. Is it because of unforgettable old friendship or repayment of kindness? Or is it just a pure sense of justice? Or is it just impulsive..."
【Are you willing to die for me?】
"Maybe not," Kathleen said suddenly, her tone urgent, "He may just, just, just think I will be useful to you, after all, he once knew the Blood Bottle Gang."
Thales silently looked at the dead end of the Phantom Blade in front of him and smiled.
"Maybe. But actually I want to say that this is not bad," Thales smiled brightly, "because I believe that at that moment, Rolf made his own choice."
"Not anyone else's."
Chadwei pulled out a blade again, causing Kathleen's eyes to tremble.
Thales raised his head and looked at the dark tunnel:
"He's his partner. Ha, I might want to beat him up."
Katherine closed her eyes.
"Of course, as for whether it's worth it..."
Thales chuckled and shook his head.
"Well, it's not for me to comment."
Clang.
Another bloody blade fell into the iron plate.
"Young man, you don't actually have a master behind you, right?"
Thales frowned.
This time, Kathleen's voice was particularly tired.
"And your age...ah, I understand, because you are him."
Katherine raised her eyelids, her breath weak.
"The big man who scares the Emerald City and makes Zhan Kelvindir jealous," her eyes slowly changed when she looked at Thales, just like her unknowingly changing tone. "Only you can be so special.
, so free and easy, so open-minded, because this is the privilege you were born with."
"Privilege?" Thales was confused for a moment.
Katherine closed her eyes tightly and smiled bitterly.
"Because the loyalty and friendship of others are just ancestral things that should be taken for granted for people like you. They are everywhere and are readily available."
"It's different from us ants who grew up in smelly ditches and relied on fighting each other to survive."
Thales was stunned for a while.
The loyalty of others…
A natural heirloom...
At that moment, he thought of his Star Lake Guards.
I remember when they bowed to me and addressed me as Your Highness.
But at that moment, he looked at Katharine, whose lips were trembling, and seemed to understand something.
He began to understand Rolf's behavior.
"You, my lord, would you be kind enough to tell him for me?"
Thales raised his head.
Katherine was seen silently looking at the dark top of the tunnel.
"Rolfe didn't want to talk to me, but, but," Kathleen looked tired, "that day, that day I didn't let him go to Red Square Street to die."
Hongfang Street.
Thales was silent.
"I just...it was...an accident."
Clang.
Another blade, mixed with flesh and blood, fell into the iron plate.
But Kathleen just frowned slightly.
After a few seconds, Thales sighed.
"You know, it's not that he doesn't want to talk to you."
Katherine's eyes moved.
"In fact, he has already spoken to you, but you haven't learned to listen yet."
Thales said softly:
"Just like before."
The seriously injured Phantom Blade couldn't help but be startled.
Thales smiled and shook his head, tightening the restraints again.
For a few minutes, there was silence in front of and behind the stone platform.
"Lausanne."
Katherine's voice came, making Thales raise his head in confusion:
"What?"
Phantom Blade's expression was gloomy and his tone was weak.
"No one knows the real name of the man in black you asked about," she said with fear on her face, "but more than ten years ago, starting from Boss Turnbull, we all called him Lausanne II."
Thales thought:
"Lausanne II?"
This nickname is very strange, like "Meteor II", but...
Kathleen's eyes were in trance:
"He was the former Turnbull gang leader's most trusted bodyguard, the fiercest thug, the sharpest sword, and the most terrifying killer. He was dedicated to cleaning up traitors and dissenters for Turnbull and destroying enemies and opponents."
"The strongest among the Blood Bottle Gang."
Bodyguards, thugs, swords, killers...
The most powerful realm.
Thales gradually frowned as he heard this:
"This Lausanne, what is his origin?"
Katherine shook her head laboriously.
"Except for Turnbull himself, no one in the gang knows his origins. I guess this was Turnbull's intention to maintain the mystery of Lausanne and scare us, the unruly superpower bosses, who are entrenched in all parties.
We, but..."
"but what?"
"But he should be dead!"
Katherine's tone became panicked:
"I always thought that Lausanne and the Turnbull gang had died in the abandoned house on that rainy night more than ten years ago..."
Thales' color changed slightly.
"Died in..."
At that moment, Catherine's face showed deep fear:
"...in the hand of the black sword."
Clang.
Chadwei finally took out the last blade and collapsed to the ground sweating profusely.