It has been half a year since our last communication, and I can’t wait to share with you what I have seen and heard in Yongxing City over the past three months.
According to your suggestions and methods, I have overcome what you call "battlefield withdrawal syndrome". I can now sleep in bed. I no longer subconsciously draw my sword when I hear the footsteps behind me, and the sound of the blacksmith striking iron is no longer there.
It won't make me nervous again.
My father arranged for me to enter the Security Hall and work under his old classmate from the military academy - have you heard of the name Lord Lobik Dilla, the "Horse Slayer"?
With the superb sword skills you pointed out (don't get me wrong, I'm complimenting you, not myself) and the rare finishing power (this is a boast), I became a second-level security officer and city defense officer when I first joined the job.
Patrol Captain - Although I know in my heart that I got this position more because of the surname Karabyan.
You won’t believe what I have experienced in just three months. There have been so many surprises that I have to sort them out one by one.
As I mentioned before, Xingchen is an old and decaying country, and the past as a legacy of the empire is no longer a glory, but more like a burden.
You can hardly imagine that in a place like the Royal Capital, there are so many administrative power entanglements and shady secrets in the Security Hall alone. Its efficiency and effectiveness are so low that it is simply unbearable, let alone ordinary people - so much so that people in several areas of the Royal Capital
Street order and life functions are actually maintained by gangs, because for them, gangs' channels are faster, better, more reliable and convenient than official ones.
By chance, I obtained an informant within the Underworld Brotherhood. It was under this circumstance that I intervened in the desperate struggle between the two major gangs in the capital - and once again refreshed my understanding of gangs -
perceptions of these unofficial figures.
Regardless of the countless mortal and ultra-level masters (there are also several supernatural warriors, each of whom is qualified to occupy a place in the Stardust Army of Legend Wings), there is only one thing that makes me very concerned.
——Do you still remember what you told me about the group of swordsmen who abandoned the original heart of the sword and the mission of the Tower of the End?
You mentioned that their swords have been transformed into pure killing weapons, and their finishing power has also been transformed into the purest power of death, no different from the disaster that their ancestors once swore to fight to the death.
Although nearly a hundred years have passed since the past, I am convinced that I met a terminator swordsman outside the tower, what you call the "disaster swordsman".
Facing that kind of violent and murderous power of termination, even the endless "Glory of the Stars" that I am proud of is no match at all. When that power invaded my body, it was simply...
…I can’t help but wonder: What kind of madman can endure such a terminal force flowing through his body?
If it hadn't been for the unexpected help, what you are receiving now might be my funeral obituary.
In short, I have already seen the kind of ending power that coexists with murderous intent and violence.
That swordsman is from the Blood Bottle Gang. Yes, it is the gang founded by the two disasters at the end of the reign of Mindis III a hundred years ago. It is said that one of them has disappeared in the royal capital. I suspect that he is one of the gangsters in the kingdom.
Nu took action himself. Besides him and the bow, who else in the capital could get close to those disasters?
My curiosity led me to read a lot of classics while I was recuperating. I also took advantage of my father’s favor to read a lot of banned books and police department records. I was surprised to discover the following facts: In the hundreds of years since the Blood Bottle Gang was established, there have been many mysterious super-level swords of various colors.
The hands appeared among them seventeen times, and the lethality and destructive power they displayed was by no means comparable to that of ordinary super-level terminator swordsmen, but it was similar to the swordsman I met - it seems
The disaster swordsman I encountered was not an isolated case that suddenly appeared.
Another reasoning is: the two Calamities secretly founded the Star Blood Bottle Gang a hundred years ago, and the "Sword of Calamity" lineage also betrayed the Tower of Ending a hundred years ago and established the inheritance of the Sword of Ending outside the tower - these two
Are they really not related?
What worries me even more is that for hundreds of years, has the Tower of the End really not known about the relationship between the inheritance outside the tower and the Star Blood Bottle Gang? Why have we always turned a blind eye?
In any case, Jedi, dear teacher, I feel that the answer lies in the truth about Crassus and his followers who abandoned the Tower of the End. I need to return to the Tower of the End as soon as possible, and at the same time, I ask you to open the inheritance for me.
permission to read classics.
The Blood Bottle Gang ends here, but the other gang is not half inferior to it: My informants tell me that the rise of the Black Street Brotherhood is very strange. The Year of Blood is their origin. At that time, they were just a group of mercenaries who survived by knife.
and adventurers (even though they are very powerful), but in just a little over ten years, they have already eroded half of the star's underground world and are extending their tentacles towards the Exter and Comas Alliance.
The Blood Bottle Gang has the reputation of being a magician, and it is also the product of collusion with nobles and bureaucrats. And what did the Black Street Brotherhood rely on to rise? The news from the informant is: they have very hidden, but extremely abundant funds and
Network support.
Having said that, I would like to ask: Have you ever heard of the name "Black Sword"?
Rumor has it that he is the leader of the Black Street Brotherhood, with advanced swordsmanship and realm. Some people say that he is good at hiding and the most dangerous king of killers. There is even a report from the Police Department that his sword is cursed.
The ancient artifact has unpredictable power, but there is only one thing that is correct: he is a master of the extreme realm. In the past ten years, an extreme realm end knight and an extreme realm superpower warrior were both suspected to have died in his hands—
—They were both present at the time of the incident.
Although the gap between the extreme masters is huge and the outcome is unpredictable, I still can't help but wonder: Killing two extreme masters at the same time - is there really such a powerful swordsman outside the sight of the Tower of the End?
Is that so? I also suspected that he was the descendant of the "Sword of Disaster", but he was also hostile to the Blood Bottle Gang and a member of the Black Street Brotherhood - this puzzled me.
The bigger thing happened yesterday at the meeting of the Star Kingdom - Teacher, you may have received the message from Xin Crow - the Star Kingdom has an orthodox heir, not a wealthy aristocrat, not a branch of the royal family, but a living person.
, a prince named Thales Bright Star. I know that you were classmates with Prince Horace, the "Light-tracing Sword". I wonder what you think of Bright Star? And I witnessed the new first one behind my father's death.
Although the second prince is only seven years old, I can only say that Canxing is worthy of being a royal family.
But he appeared at a really bad time. The Royal Family of Bright Star was facing a rare pressure - the Exter mission was assassinated in Star.
Yes, Jedi, my dear friend and teacher, I smell the smell of war again. In my father's opinion, no matter how he mediates, the conflict between dragons and stars is inevitable.
Sorry, teacher.
The Tower of Ending has worked hard to preserve the light of swordsmen and knights for mankind. These warriors who once opened up the future of mankind with extraordinary power and fought against disasters with the power of ending must once again rise up with swords to fight for their respective countries.
, fighting each other to the death on the battlefield.
If a war breaks out, I can only pray to the Sunset Goddess not to let me meet Croaish and Misadun. I can't bear to think of the days in the Tower of the End and the thought of piercing the swords into each other's hearts.
Trembling all over.
Also, Miranda has spent her third year in Broken Dragon Fortress and is serving honorably under the Flower of the Fortress, but this also means that if war breaks out, she will be the first to face blood.
In addition, I also met Raphael at the national meeting. He is working in the secret department of the kingdom and is also devoting his strength to this country.
But please believe me, teacher, your worries will not come true. I have seen a lot from military service to duty, but the reality will not change me, and the ideals of me and the other two will never change - especially me,
After experiencing the most brutal battlefield, we deeply feel the preciousness of life. After seeing the ugliness of the kingdom, we are more eager for change - one day, we will use our own strength to rebuild this aging country.
I wish you all the best and pursue Teacher Chartier as soon as possible!
Also: Winter has entered the stars, and it will snow in Yongxing City soon. I wonder what the weather is like over there?
——————Your loyal friend and student, Cohen Karabyan
—————On the morning of December 18, 672 in the End Calendar, at home]
Before turning off the lamp, Cohen stopped writing, looked at it for a long time, and sighed.
The blond vigilance officer hesitated again and again, but he still erased the sentence "He is working in the kingdom's secret department and is also devoting his strength to this country" and re-wrote "I will confirm his current situation after further confirmation."
Write to you".
He stood up from his desk and forgot to glance out the window of his manor.
It's six o'clock in the morning in Dongcheng District. The visibility on the street is quite high. Even so early, there are still many noble servants running back and forth - especially now that major events at home and abroad have been happening recently.
When he thought of this, Cohen shook his head: The kingdom has an heir, but it also caused a confrontation between the royal family and the noble lords at the state meeting yesterday - how to resolve the conflict with Exeter?
He didn't think that the Duke of Nantry, who had experienced such humiliation, would still respond to the king's call without hesitation. The stingy lords of the Western Wasteland did not look like noble gentlemen who went to the national disaster together, especially the fat Duke of the East China Sea.
Known for being stingy, only the unexpected Maiden Duke of the Blade Leader and the Iris of the South Bank Leader who rebelled against each other in the face of battle are left, but the water far away cannot quench the thirst for the near future.
At least, will the first battle be fought by the Northern Territory itself and the royal family?
The stars are really a country like a multi-headed snake - Cohen thought so.
But then he thought that the multi-headed snake Kilika was killed by the human hero and the founding monarch of Exeter, Nekaru Ex, and he felt even more gloomy in his heart.
The sound of horse hooves sounded from the avenue outside the window.
A group of knights rode out of a pavilion dedicated to entertaining foreign nobles.
But the rhythm with which they control their horses and the intensity with which they whip their horses are different from those of the usual knights in the stars.
The cavalry control of the stars emphasizes the rhythm and harmony between riding, the rhythm is stable, and the whip horse is just right.
But this group of knights has a fierce rhythm and heavy whips, but they also have uniform steps and awe-inspiring discipline.
Rather, they look a bit like the knights in the north.
etc.
Cohen's pupils shrank suddenly!
He saw the banners carried by the knights.
"bump!"
Cohen pushed open the window!
He stuck his head out, trying to see the flag clearly.
That...flag has a color that is incompatible with the Kingdom of Stars.
The flag has a red border and a black background, and a roaring red dragon on the flag.
The dragon's claws are ferocious, its wings are spread wide, and its eyes are pure black.
It's a really rough and brutal style.
The blond security officer was slightly stunned.
Did they—did they arrive in the early hours of last night?
The city gate did not stop them and let them rest in the posthouse outside the city, but let them in?
Is that what His Majesty meant?
Suddenly, a chill appeared on his face, which made Cohen wince!
Cohen stretched out his hand and touched a piece of crystal on his face.
The security officer was stunned.
He stretched out his hand and received the second piece outside the window, and the third piece was crystal clear.
White stars fell all over the sky.
Snowing.
Cohen took a deep breath and looked at the sky.
Winter has arrived.
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early morning.
He woke up from the unique hard stone bed in Fuxing Palace.
He slid off the bed and stepped onto the same cold stone ground as expected.
It seems to be even colder than yesterday.
Thales felt like he was living in a dream yesterday.
Yesterday afternoon, he walked step by step from the Hall of Stars to step onto the star-blue carpet with Gilbert, no longer caring about the continued quarrel between the king and the lord behind him.
The nobles, bureaucrats and people on both sides saluted him.
Addressed as "Your Highness".
His Highness Thales.
"Are you so excited that you hallucinate?"
Thales suddenly woke up and looked up to see Jinni.
The mature and charming palace lady was leaning against the stone door with her arms folded, looking at him quietly,
"No, there isn't."
The time traveler replied calmly.
"I just think it's a little unreal."
"I'm also very confused."
Jinni looked at him and hummed softly: "Of course, you were just a nobody before, but now you are a prince, Prince Thales, the second prince of the stars."
"No, it's not that simple." Thales sighed, smiled bitterly, buttoned his shirt, and grabbed his jacket.
"In the past, I only had to think about how to survive."
"starting today."
"What I have to consider is how to live."
Thales answered silently and buttoned the last button of his belt.
Jinni frowned and raised her eyebrows again.
Another shining star - she said secretly.
Sad shining star.
Thales tied up his leather boots, but those words reappeared in his mind:
【Fight for the stars, die for the stars, and... live for the stars.】
Am I really ready?
He paused, then buckled the sheathed jc dagger onto the belt on his back again.
"Are you ready, Your Highness?" A familiar voice came from outside the door.
Gilbert's figure appeared at the door, his face unusually solemn.
Jinni sighed and made room for the former Foreign Secretary.
Gilbert took off his hat and saluted Jinnie, and said to Thales: "Please forgive me for disturbing your sleep the next day, Your Highness, but... please speed up your grooming."
Thales looked puzzled.
Gilbert took a deep breath: "They are here, Your Highness."
"His Majesty hopes that you will stand by his side and meet those people with him."
"Those people?" Thales asked doubtfully.
But he reacted immediately.
The traveler also looked back at Gilbert solemnly.
"Yes, those people."
Gilbert nodded, pursed his lips, and uttered one word hesitantly but finally firmly: